Taekook Oneshots

"A Purple Portal Opens, Yeeting Out Two Unconscious Kids."

Oneshot.10: "A purple portal opens, yeeting out two unconscious kids." (Time travel!)

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It was a dark stormy night in Seoul.

But people didn't give a shit as it was the ass crack of dawn- 2:00 a.m- and most them were already deep into their slumber.

It was a wondrous night indeed. Most of the city was asleep, even when the sky was roaring with thunder, pouring rain in a loud weep.

The Bangtan boys were no different. They were out like light as they had practiced diligently for their next comeback (Fake love era).

Their dorm remained uncharacteristically quiet, except for the occasional shuffle and the unmistakable snores from thier smart leader.

Their dorm had a total of seven bedrooms with thier own bathroom, a kitchen, living room and everything else that a multi-million dollar, two storey, beach side dormitory has.

Kim Taehyung, the second youngest in the group had the best view of them all. His window overlooked the beach, where he drew new inspirations for his art works from.

Everyday, he would find time in his busy schedule to gaze at the sea as the sun rose and disappeared, leaving him with a new idea to imprint on his canvas, that twilight.

The golden sand of the beach had a calming effect on him. The sea always hyped him up. It was a reminder to him, to be like the waves. To never stop and wait for anyone and to flow in his own pace not minding the hate he received.

The beach was peace.

But it was not so this dawn.

Being relatively closer to the beach, Taehyung heard a creepy sound disrupting his peace. He genrally fell asleep to the sounds of the waves crashing on the coast. At this point, the sound is practically a song playing on repeat, as he slept. Tonight though, it sounded off, but it has nothing to do with the raging storm outside.

Being the light sleeper that he was, Taehyung let out a string of curse, trying to fall back asleep- God knows he deserved it, after practice yesterday- to no avail.

Giving up, he sat up on his comforter, a little unsteadily, causing him to trip on nothing and fall on the floor, face first. Thankfully nothing happened to the beautiful tiled floor or his face.

Slowly, he slapped himself awake, staring at the clock on the lockscreen of his phone- lie of the century- he smiled subconsciously, as his gaze lingered a minute too long on a selca of him and Jungkook.

Their faces were too close. Almost as if they were about to kiss. Taehyung scoffed. What he wouldn't do to kiss the younger.

It was no surprise to anyone that the thickets of friends and the trickster of the group fell for eachother. Like any other cliche, everyone knew they were madly in love, but for them.

Genius Taehyung, was stupid when it comes to love.

Brave Jungkook, was not so brave to confess his undying feelings.

And then, there was the social stigma.

Tiptoeing around the room, so as to not wake up Yeontan, Taehyung reached the window to observe the sea for signs of a disaster. Despite the waves crashing a little harder on the coast, everything looked alright.

It seemed almost perfectly normal, yet the odd sound blended with the notes of the waves, was high key pushing him over the edge. Cautiously, he peered around and caught sight of the source, causing the disruption.

What he witnessed, sent him into a panicky mess and he was running all around the room, slowly losing his mind. Tugging at his black locks, he tried to make sense of the picture imprinted in his brain. But there is no explanation for what was happening.